straight

Wei Jin, who was illuminated by the sun, stared blankly at Luo Yu, his eyes were dim because of a cold, and he sniffed his nose three seconds later.

Luo Yu frowned and reached out to touch his forehead, asking, "Is it cold?"

"It's... alright." Wei Jin's teeth were trembling.

"Yes." Luo Yu scratched his eyebrows with a headache, "Why aren't your roommates here?"

"..."

"The infirmary is closed now, shall I take you to the hospital?"

Wei Jin's fever was a little slow, and it took him two seconds to respond before saying: "No need, I have experience... just sleep."

Luo Yu looked around, walked over and opened his suitcase, took out a few thick coats and down jackets, covered them all over the quilt, and asked, "Is there a hot water bottle?"

"It seems to be in the drawer over there."

Luo Yu rummaged around, took out a hot water bottle and filled it up, tightened it quickly, and stuffed it into the bed for him.Wei Jin pressed the cold soles of his feet, shrank suddenly, and couldn't help touching them with his toes.The toes were scalded and numb, and the sound of Luo Yu walking up and down and busying came from his ears.

"Do you have any medicine?"

"I've already taken the cold medicine."

"Where's the antipyretics?" The sound of pouring water.

Wei Jin tried hard to speak with a hoarse voice: "No."

Luo Yu handed over a cup of steaming water, and Wei Jin propped up his upper body a little, and took it with his arms from under the quilt.

"Drink it all while it's hot." Luo Yu ordered, "This is what you eat for dinner?" He pointed to the half bowl of instant noodles left on the table.

"It's okay, I'm not hungry." Wei Jin said quickly, "Don't bother me, senior."

Luo Yu didn't say a word, just opened the door and walked out.

Wei Jin was stunned, and waited in place for a while before making sure that he really walked away.

The temperature of the hot water bag is continuously transmitted from the soles of the feet, and the body gradually warms up, even the headache is relieved a lot.Consciousness is stranded in the viscous swamp and cannot function.The light above his head was still brightly on, and he thought about climbing down to turn it off, but after thinking about it a few times, he fell back into a light, drowsy sleep.

When Wei Jin was about to fall asleep, the door was pushed open again, and Luo Yu walked in carrying two plastic bags, wrapped in the cold air of the night.

"The shop selling porridge is closed, only dry rice, I ordered some vegetables, and I can make do with it."

He opened the lunch box, stuffed it with chopsticks to Wei Jin, and put a tablet of pills beside his pillow: "The fever-reducing medicine is just in case, and you can take it if you don't feel better in the middle of the night."

……

For a moment, Wei Jin was grateful that his eye sockets were wet.He turned his face to grab some tissues and blew his nose loudly.

"Thank you, senior."

Luo Yu waved his hand and said with a grin: "You're welcome, just ask me to give you a meal when you are better."

"necessary."

Luo Yu, a good man, went to the end, found a chair and sat down: "Eat quickly, I will leave after you finish eating."

"Let's go back quickly, it's easy to get infected here."

"I have not been successfully infected until now, you can challenge it."

Wei Jin smiled, put on a sweater and leaned against the head of the bed, took a few mouthfuls of the lunch box, and a warm current flowed all the way to his stomach.

After eating half a box of food, Wei Jin regained some energy, his brain restarted, and he began to talk: "The leader didn't catch a cold when he went back, right?"

"No, he's as big as a bull."

Wei Jin felt guilty for Kim Jong-un who was shot while lying down: "Apologize to him for me, if I hadn't let Wang Zhi sit down, he wouldn't have been splashed."

"It's okay, the leader is not a person who cares." Luo Yu heard him take the initiative to mention Wang Zhi, and suddenly felt that the opportunity must be lost, "Speaking of...is that girl your girlfriend?"

Wei Jin was stunned for a moment, feeling a bad premonition, and quickly dismissed it: "Wang Zhi? Of course not."

"Oh." Luo Yu looked around, "Then...does she have a boyfriend?"

Wei Jin looked at him, his face turned pale.